Almost 2 Pages Per StanzaAnd how long of a paper did I write on it? 7 pages typed in about 3 hours time. I essentialy wrote 1 and 3/4 pages for each stanza of the poem. It was ridiculous. But fun, to be honest. I have an interesting new perspective on the poem.
HammerEven in the dark he cracked his knukles. I mean seriously, how many people do it when the lights go down? I had never heard of it before, but here he was.Hammer
Pinky. Thumb. Ring. Index. Middle.
I couldn't see that this was his order, but I knew nonetheless. I had seen him do it in the four hours before now. Not that it was completely dark, either. The moon ouside shone brightly through the crisp autumn air, but I had closed my eyes shortly after night fell and was trying to sleep.
Then he'd start again.
Pinky. Thumb. Ring. Index. Middle.
It was beginning to drive me nuts, but ther
Eden's DawnNighttime screams at morning's break Calling children's dreams to hasty ends. Orion's fancy can no more be sustained As sharply burning brilliance descends, And we as gods from Eden's slumber wake.Eden's Dawn
Trinity Upon the RoodThe trinity upon the rood- Three nails in hands and feet. So pierced by the three am I On my Golgothan seat.Trinity Upon the Rood
Two criminals, one at each side, With me are cruxified. Our trinity of lawlessness, All victims of our pride.
These thieves have stolen worldly goods, A bit of food or gold. But my crime lie in theft of truth By every lie I told.
For if the crime of theft be judged By what one wrongly stole, Immeasurable is my crime In robbing mortal souls.
Now everything is gone from me, My ownings all cast down And r
In VerseOh will that I in versèd lines do speak, And in these proper ranks my soul outpour. Too temporal is voice, and song too weak, So in sweet rhymèd form hold I my store. A vocal love, alas, cannot endure, For love forsakes too quickly its dual roots, And as time pass, does not remain as pure. Yet love by verse doth forsake vain pursuits. A song, no favor over voice does hold. Melodious form in skill its faith doth place. Yet not in skill can lover’s truth be told, For liar’s skill lay in a lie’s embrace. So versèd truth can every fault subdue As love from oIn Verse
two wise mena wise man once said pain is weakness leaving the body another wise man once said violance only leads to suffering the first wise man was in the marines the second wise man was a pasifist makes you wonder who is the wiser of the two and who would you rather have leading you country who do you think lived longer and who do you think died happiertwo wise men
BeachI open your hands and fill them with beach treasures a slab of cool, smooth glass for your eyes a grain of unyielding sand for my love a pearly conk for you and a ragged feather for meBeach
I hold out my pockets: the wind rapes them after filling in your footprints; the gulls circle. I pick up a stone and try to swim with it to your determined back
I am swallowing the ocean.
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W00T! MY WORD IS LAW (aka rules)
1. You may kick or knee anyone as many times as you see fit
2. You can take revenge on people
3. *insert something spiffy here*
4. Crowbars, mallets, and other utensils MAY be used to inflict PAIN!
Remember the person who kicked you! They might have stolen your wallet also!
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Started by [link] Seven Point Five March 27, 2004
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Heres to the man that you never saw
To the ripped off friend that you never had
Heres to the lies that you told
To the crack face, bullshit imbecile
Heres to the friends that you never had
To the childhood chums that wrote you off
Heres to the shit that you took
For everything and everyone who failed you
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"Fill what's empty, empty what's full, and scratch where it itches." - the Duchess of Windsor, when asked what is the secret of a long and happy life.
it's a great feeling, to get praise for something i can only look at, shrug, and realize that it's just a thought that crossed my mind, except i made it rhyme (with careful re-reading and other filtering details of the like).
again, thank you.
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